{∅, {∅}, {∅, {∅}}} : Rage Against the Meat Grinder

Holden,

Thank you again for your words. I hope you are not having problems in getting your medication for TB. I hope also that you keep corresponding in this board.

Most choose to remain blind to the tragedy of this world. That is the reason this world keeps going.

This year, I remember, died a famous mercenary called Mike Mad Hoare. I remember him because when I was a teenager I saw a movie called the Wild Geese with actor Richard Burton based on his exploits. He was an Indian-Irish mercenary and famous for his activities in the Congo in the 1960s. He believed that you get more out of life by living dangerously. I do not live dangerously. And yet this world is extremely dangerous for a quiet person. You, Hentrich, Ibra, Silenus, and others are experiencing danger on a daily basis.

On the tools of torture, I would like to add that the famous Vlad Tepes aka Dracula used impalement. His royal title was Vlad III Dracul of Walachia and better known as ‘the Impaler’ in the mid-fifteenth century.
Vlad/Dracula learned this method from his time in the Turkish courts as a youth. Once, the legend goes, some visiting Muslim ambassadors to his court did not doff their caps to his Highness when they were presented to him; Vlad had their caps nailed to their heads. Throughout his territory corpses of his victims were to be seen suspended on huge stakes on which they had been impaled. Well, this is an early example of psychological warfare.

Indeed darkness is everywhere. Darkness is inside us.

Stay safe.

The brazenness with which the "slave-trader" or purchaser is handling the man's face, with such little respect for the man's subjectivity is supremely unethical.  Only an idiot groomed to perceive other creatures as objects for their use and amusement would engage in such a practice.

As a teen I would romanticize about other more exotic peoples of the earth, that they might be more sensitive and respectful, but the more I learn, the more I must accept the possibility that an inherent cruelty exists in the world, and that there is simply no limit to my own personal gullibility in regards to the predicament we have gotten ourselves into in having been born into this world.

Where were we before we were born, and what makes everyone go on each day as though some terrible fate did not await them?  There are far worse fates than death, and I respect the decision of those who wish to be more in control of their individuated destiny.  There must be scenarios where each of us would draw the line and conclude life-just-for-living's sake is not worth living.

There is a game I imagine we all must play with ourselves in our moment-to-moment existence:  I flatter myself that it does not take much to make me content.  The truth is that there are far too many things, even besides food and shelter, things like tobacco and coffee, things I become desperately depressed without.   To be honest, life is a permanent hassle of demands coming from within us, for we are the manifestation of this thing-in-itself.

We must see that we are just a leaf on a river flowing where it will flow.  We are just the leaves being carried along.  Even the limits of our capacity for understanding is just another brute fact making clear to us that this world is not about what we want or desire.  It is more about avoiding what we fear.  We are under the control of our primal fears.

Holden,

I hope you are not having problems with the surveillance state as you told me months ago. Inquisition has many faces nowadays.

The unique people, in my view, would be Hentrich, you, Ibra, Silenus, and others in this board.
The irony, as you say, is that “most people yearn and would gladly walk on broken glass to be enslaved by a wife, jobs, kids.” There is much truth, a universal truth, I would say in these words. We love our chains.

About people thinking more about the welfare to their dog than to having a child, I can say, you are right. Sometimes I walk by a vet clinic and I see a lot of people taking their pets there. And it is a very expensive vet clinic. Actually, I suppose, what most parents really want is pets. This shows me that I should have started both a funeral business and a pet clinic.

Today I read in the Paraguayan digital newspaper extra.com.py that a 7-month-baby was hit in his chest with an iron rod by the baby´s uncle in a fight with a neighbor. The mother is under investigation and the baby is in intensive care. This sad event took place in Ciudad del Este, on the border with Brazil.

What can I add? Humans are awful and selfish. Cain is our true father and we are his devoted children. All of us deep in our hearts have a well of evil. We just do not want to dig deep enough. We will find envy, wrath,anger, revenge, or hatred. Men and women for centuries have created a world where the strongest destroy the weakest and the powerful rule the weak.

I hear on the radio people talking about struggling for a better world. Is it not arrogant to change this mad world? After all we come broken into this Earth. We do not want to see that the person next door can be a ruthless killer and we do not want see that because we may see ourselves reflected in them. Again the seal of Cain is in our brows.

It is extraordinary that we have not caused our own extermination. It is clear to me that this will not be allowed. This reminds me of Colonel Stanislav Petrov, who in September 1983, was a duty officer in the command center of the Soviet warning ballistic missile system. The system reported that U.S. ballistic missiles were heading towards the Soviet Union. The guy suspected the system was not working correctly and was able to convince his superiors about his suspicion. Armageddon was avoided.

Women are strange creatures. Had I been born a beautiful woman I am sure most guys would have liked to fffucck me until I bleed, or wear me as an ornament, a property, then be discarded like toilet paper, had I been born ugly I would have been rejected or avoided. Men want the body and all its holes. They want the body that one day it will turn to ashes and dust. We are all slaves to our biology. Indeed we are monstrosities.

Stay safe.

P.S. I saw this movie, Winter Light, by Swedish filmmaker Ingmar Bergman. It is about Tomas Ericsson, a pastor, who is living a crisis of lack of faith in God after her wife died years ago.
You and the other readers of this blog may find this film interesting.

Holden,

Thank you for your words and the video on Philip Mainlander. I hope you are not having problems with your medication.

Once I read that in Lenin´s room in the Kremlin there was a window, a portrait of Karl Marx on the wall, and a black statuette on the desk depicting a chimp holding Darwin’s skull and studying it. I think that the diabolical creators of this mad world must have laughed at Lenin, the chimp and Darwin at the same time. We are just playthings in this evil playground.

Most do not want to accept that this world is a creation of a malevolent entity and that we are its demonic clowns. It is a view that most find impossible to digest.

Every single second human beings commit unspeakable acts of evil. This happens specially in wars. Some say that war has become an opportunity towards the progress of medical research and obtaining knowledge about human nature. Bacteriological research and clinical surgery, they say, can be considered the fields most benefited by war.

In my view it makes sense to view this insane world as created by a malignant divinity. This explains why this world is full of so much misery and sorrow. Others in times past also thought that this world was a cosmic mistake created by a malevolent divinity as a place of imprisonment, to trap humans and subject them to unbearable pain and suffering. An orchestra needs a director/malevolent god but human musicians are the key elements to play the melody of evil.

Take care.

Holden,

Thank you for your words. My eyes are not the only problem. Right now I am feeling pain in the chest. Maybe a heart attack is coming.  Well, the heat is unbearable. It is 50 degrees Celsius.Besides at the moment I am writing we are not having running water due to the low level of the Paraguay River. Most people buy carbonated water because the water is not good for one´s health.

It is good to hear that you will no longer take pills. I here have heard a Paraguayan doctor advocating the use of chlorine dioxide. He says that he uses it instead of pills for diabetes and high blood pressure and the China bug. But it is forbidden by the Paraguayan Ministry of Health. If I have the chance to get it, I may use it. Chlorine dioxide is used also for disinfecting drinking water.

Yes, people often use pickles in asados (barbecues in Paraguayan style), snacks or sandwiches.

Maybe we were Cathars and probably we were burned at the stake in 1244 in Montsegur.

Death will come anyway: we just don´t know the day or the time.

In my view you, Hentrich, Silenus, Ibra, and others should consider yourselves as reporters of the misery of our human condition. Everything you have written in the board so far is a report or a journal. I understand that many reading this board will find your words awful. They may see you as a terrorist. I am afraid that is the price of lucidity.  Everything is deception, mind control, brainwashing at all levels. We are sleepwalkers and try to awaken us and you will be attacked. The Romans ruled for centuries. They understood their mission: Feed the masses bread and circus. But now bread and circus are scarce.

Years ago I watched a classic, Apocalypse Now with actors Martin Sheen, Lawrence Fishburne and Marlon Brando who plays the role of a renegade military officer in Vietnam. Martin Sheen plays the role of Willard, an officer who must kill Walter Kurtz (Brando).

In one scene General Gorman says to Willard:

“Well, you see Willard…In this war, things get confused out there… power, ideals, the old morality, and practical military necessity. But out there with these natives it must be a temptation to be god. Because there’s a conflict in every human heart between the rational and the irrational, between good and evil. And good does not always triumph. Sometimes the dark side overcomes what Lincoln called the better angels of our nature. Every man has a breaking point. You and I have one. Walt Kurtz has reached his. And very obviously, he has gone insane.”


Take care.

I write this to you whilst sitting atop the atomic population mega bomb,it might go off every soon.My father told me the other day, that I might be a failure but he is hopeful that my kids will cure cancer.
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If I were a betting man,I would bet that there are many, many similar planets, with living things who are having a very hard time too.

To  cure cancer, one would have to learn to cure LIFE, cancer is just the most elementary form of life.

"Life itself is a disease, with a very poor prognosis. It lingers on for years and invariably ends in death."   ~ Carl Gustav Jung

RD Laing's take on it?    Life is an incurable sexually-transmitted disease with a 100% mortality rate.

As for The Malady Was Life Itself: The Origin of A David Foster Wallace Anecdote, Wallace had posted to his bedroom wall in high school: “The disease was life itself.”

The line, according to Wallace’s sister Amy, was clipped from a magazine article on Kafka – and sure enough, in 1983 Time magazine published a review of a Kafka story collection under the headline, “The Malady Was Life Itself.” The clipped line, however, was not Kafka’s own but the invention of Time critic Stefan Kanfer:

    ‘Not all the sickness was psychosomatic. Kafka succumbed to tuberculosis in 1924 at the age of 40. But he regarded even real disease with paranoid suspicion: “My brain and my lungs must have conspired in secret.” He believed in “only one illness, and medicine hunts it blindly like a beast through unending forests.” The malady was life itself.’

Does it matter that it was Kanfer, not Kafka, who Wallace clipped, or that the key word was “malady,” not “disease”? Probably not. (In fact neither Lipsky or Max positively affirm that it was Kafka who wrote the sentence, although that seems to be the prevailing assumption, both at last night’s talk and around the internet.)

Does it matter that because the article didn’t appear until July 1983, Wallace couldn’t have tacked it to his wall in high school, but sometime after his sophomore year at Amherst College? Probably not, either, although it might prompt a few tiny revisions in the chronology of Wallace’s adolescent and post-adolescent depression, and the way that depression swirled around DFW’s turn towards literature in his early twenties.


When did life itself become a treatable mental disorder? 

Senor Raul,

Well, from my perspective that is one of the most optimistic movie premise- the women ,all of them, turning infertile.
But I am afraid,in spite  of all the fire and fury of Mr. Inmendham, such a scenario would never come to pass.



This is almost the anti-thesis of the previous movie. The problem,you see, is that Catholic Church or any other religious institution for that matter, is just like a company, only difference is that the employees there wear funny garments.

There is petty politics,and toxic gossip and back stabbing in every church( or temple,if you like).

Many people get deceived by highfalutin language and the whole costume drama but underneath it all-its the same thing which I find in my own workplace-brood of vipers.

Take care.

Senor Raul,

I have experienced that sexual desire makes one ,to a very large extent, unconscious. Time is unmasked as the illusion that it is.
No wonder, most people spend all their life in a kind of daze. When they die, they are too dazed to realise that they are dying.

When  I was growing up ,we had a dog. A mongrel. When we adopted it,it was already well past the first flush of youth.
We fed it and gave it a wash from time to time. Made a room for it in the lowest shelf of a cabinet.

I fed it the cream from the  milk container. When I returned from school, it was always waiting for me. It bit a lot of people but never one of us.

I liked it a whole lot better than all the human beings that I have encountered. It was a good, faithful dog.

Although, I would never want to have dog again( that dog was adopted by my father). I would not want the heartache that one suffers when the dog dies.

Please take care.